Life Reset: I’m the Master in the Officialdom

This Ning Ji is also a cadre of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission.

At this moment, another voice came from the side: "Hey, leaders, please stop being so hypocritical! Although your salaries are not too high, at least you still have some gray income, right? Unlike us, the little minions who are struggling at the grassroots level, we can't even get a penny!"

The person who said this was a young man named Zhao Youcai. He, Hou Jinshuai and Ning Ji were admitted to the civil service at the same time, but were assigned to grassroots work.

I happened to come to the provincial capital today to do some business, so we happened to make an appointment to have dinner together.

Hearing this, Hou Jinshuai was so angry that he almost jumped up. He widened his eyes and swore, "You are so talented, but you must not talk nonsense! God, if I have really received even a penny of gray income, let the thunder strike me to death immediately! I tell you the truth, my biggest wish now is to be transferred to the grassroots level one day, even if it means I can be a small town mayor! I'm really fed up with the life in the provincial government!" After saying this, Hou Jinshuai looked lonely and sighed deeply.

"Oh my, I never expected this! You leading cadres of the provincial government agencies are actually living such a miserable life! Look at how shabby you are. I'll treat you to dinner today! After all, I'm here on a business trip. When I return to the unit, the expenses can naturally be reimbursed at public expense. This little money is nothing to us!" Zhao Youcai said as he waved his hand generously, his face full of sympathy.

Ning Ji quickly waved his hand and replied with a smile, "Brother Youcai, don't say that. Although it does seem a bit hardship, we can still afford the cost of a meal. Besides, it's not like we don't have other benefits. For example, during festivals, we always receive some subsidies such as holiday allowances. Compared to you grassroots people, it may be a little better. But then again, the money that small fry like us get is very limited. If we really want to live a truly comfortable and happy life, we must at least become a department-level leader!"

At this point, another man named Hou Jinshuai couldn't help but join in the grumbling: "That's right! When it comes to holiday allowances, it's all decided by the Provincial Party Committee General Office. I heard that the people in their general office get much more holiday allowance than we do, almost as much as half a year's salary! Just thinking about it makes me feel so unbalanced!"

"The status of our Political and Legal Affairs Commission is not low. Even if the Provincial Party Committee General Office is responsible for managing this work, there must be a distinction between high and low priorities, isn't that right?" Zhao Youcai blinked and asked again.

"To distinguish between high and low in importance? How can it be that simple! The General Office of the Provincial Party Committee can be called the 'East Factory'! Although our Political and Legal Affairs Commission sounds very impressive and is in charge of the public security, procuratorial and judicial departments, in fact, the public security, procuratorial and judicial departments each have their own self-contained operating models. Our Political and Legal Affairs Commission is just giving some suggestions. Maybe it can scare people at your grassroots level, but if it is placed in the Provincial Party Committee compound, it will be just like that!" Hou Jinshuai curled his lips and explained helplessly.

Zhao Youcai nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he agreed with what he said.

At this moment, Wen Tao was heard whispering to Sun Chenghu: "Go to the car and get the two bottles of Moutai and send them to the brothers over there." Sun Chenghu hurriedly responded and turned to walk towards the car.

After a while, he returned to the table with two bottles of Moutai and placed them on the table where the young people were sitting next to him.

"Brothers, my brother and I sincerely want to make friends with you." Sun Chenghu said with a smile on his face, and pointed in the direction where Wentao was sitting.

When Hou Jinshuai, Zhao Youcai and Ning Ji heard this, they all looked in the direction of Sun Chenghu's finger.

Wen Tao was sitting there, waving and greeting them.

I saw those people staring at the old Maozi on the table, their eyes almost popping out, and their eyes flashing with desire.

Seeing this, Hou Jinshuai beamed with joy and quickly said, "Thank you, brothers! If you two don't mind, why don't we get together at the table and have a couple of drinks!"

Then, Hou Jinshuai asked curiously, "I still don't know what to call you, brother?"

"My last name is Zhou, and I've just arrived at the Provincial Party Committee. I just overheard you guys discussing some things going on in the Provincial Party Committee compound, which really broadened my horizons. So I'm offering this bottle of wine to express my gratitude."

Wentao did not directly tell his real name, but lied that his surname was Zhou.

There aren't many people with the surname Wen in the provincial party committee compound. If these young people find out, I'm afraid everyone won't be able to get together.

However, saying that his surname is Zhou is not considered a lie, because his family's surname is indeed Zhou!

After listening to Wentao's words, Hou Jinshuai roughly understood who these two brothers were. The personnel of various units in the provincial party committee compound were very chaotic, and many of them were borrowed from the grassroots to help. When this group of people were in the compound, what they liked most was to make connections.

It would be better if I could stay in the provincial party committee compound. If I can't stay, it would be a good opportunity to get to know more people in the compound.